Calangute Beach is now a sad sight to see. It was the best of beaches in Goa and then the explosion happened. The Sun Still Rises over there Even though what you see is not a pleasant sight.
It is not my life style to wake up early in the morning. Not so for many decades now. A few days ago circumstances so conspired that I had to get up early and take a walk on the Calangute Baga beach in a bid to liven up my current plebian existence and see how it felt to be up with the sun on the windswept beaches of Goa.
It felt good. The sprightly breeze tugged at the conscience and the invigorating nippy cold reminded me of a life shorn of a purposeful beginning. Should have listened to the wise men and woken up early in life -;))
Anyway, the air was cool, the sand wonderful and the sun was riding up majestically on the Eastern horizon. If you looked carefully all that you saw were tawdry ugly cheapskate beach shacks donning colors of modern day telephone companies, You get away to have a respite and even on the beach you have hardsell of the telcos staring sullenly in their red and blue plumage.
Calangute and Baga were once the best of beaches in Goa but are today the worst of them as every square kilometre of space is packed with tourists, beachbeds, peddlars of junk and tourist shacks doling out bad food.
Mercifully, at this time in the morning, the only thing stirring were the migrant workers of the shacks brushing their teeth on the seashore and the ubiquitous crows and dogs rustling up a racket.
The sun still rises over these beaches and on its part the sky and the sun do what they do best. What they light up is for you to see.
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